“Come closer. Please,” Antonio rasps.
I push back from the table, my legs shaking with need as I inch toward him.
If things were different, I could see myself staying here with them. Spending my days lazing around the pool, cooking dinner, and snuggling up with each in an oversized bed until I drift off to sleep. Safe and protected. Blood rushes to my ears as I think about telling them everything, but my mind goes blank the moment Antonio touches me. His tanned skin has intricate tattoos running down both sides of his neck, slipping beneath his white dress shirt. Both of his hands are also covered in tattoos.I wonder where else he has tattoos.I lick my lips before pulling the bottom one between my teeth, sliding between him and the table.
“Close enough?” My entire body trembles in anticipation, my eyes locking with Salvatore’s. “What next?”
I expect Antonio to touch me and show me what he wants me to do, but he continues to stare at me. He has a death grip on the chair, trying to maintain his control.
“Aren’t you going to touch me?”
Emotions come bubbling to the surface as I wait for further instructions. I’ve never been the type of person who needed direction before now, but I don’t understand what’s happening or what they want from me. Obviously, by the look on their faces, they’re waiting for me to make the next move, but I don’t know what to do.
Salvatore pushes back from the table, my eyes zeroing in on his cock standing at attention as he approaches me. “Have you ever been touched by a man?”
“No,” I croak, fighting the waves of embarrassment as they wash over me.
“Do you want to be?” My head snaps in his direction, scanning his face for any hint of amusement, but see nothing besides lust in his eyes.
Unable to form words, I nod my head. A single tear trickles down my cheek. He lifts his finger, capturing the tear before bringing it to his mouth and licking it off. His groan vibrates through my entire body.
Tears pool in my eyes as I duck my head, my cheeks heating in embarrassment. I’m sure they’ve figured out I’m a virgin, but I should tell them I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve barely made myself come more than a few times; how the hell am I supposed to know what to do with any of them or know what they want from me?
“How would you like for her to touch you, Antonio?” he says, his eyes never leaving my face. “Would you like her to suck your cock?”
Antonio’s head bobs up and down before Salvatore turns his attention back to me.
“Do you want to suck his cock?” he asks, and the ache between my legs intensifies, making it almost impossible to stand. I lick my lips before nodding my head yes.
“On your knees.” I drop to the floor, resting both my hands on Antonio’s knees before leaning forward. My tongue slips between my lips, ready to take him in my mouth, but I freeze.
My head turns toward Salvatore, waiting patiently for further instructions. His hand tightens around his shaft, pre-cum leaking from the tip. I move toward him, wanting to lick him clean, but he presses his finger into the center of my forehead.
“It’s Antonio’s turn.”
Antonio groans loudly, his hips lifting into the air. “Yes,” he croons, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. His hand runs up and down his shaft, his eyes pleading with me to bring him some relief.
“Open wide,mia amata.”Open wide, my beloved.
I immediately open my mouth and lean forward, licking the bead of pre-cum from the tip. My eyes flick toward Antonio, looking for confirmation before sliding his cock back into my mouth. It hits the back of my throat, causing me to gag.
“Fucking hell!” he says, gripping my hair tightly before shoving his cock into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat a second time. “Breathe through your nose.”
I follow his instructions, dragging air in and out of my nose as he guides my movements. The sounds of our combined moans of pleasure fill the room.Wetness slides down my legs as I tighten my thighs, willing myself not to come from the way he fucks my mouth. I just hope that he’ll treat my pussy in the same manner.
“Stop.” Antonio pulls my mouth off his cock, and lines of spit drip from my mouth as he wrenches my head backward. He doesn’t give me time to think or catch my breath as his mouth opens over mine and fucks my mouth with his tongue.
“Jesus,” Antonio rasps. “I wanna taste her pussy.”
Moving quickly, he pulls me to my feet and throws me onto the table. Dropping to his knees, he uses his broad shoulders to fit between my legs, nuzzling his nose into my pussy, and inhaling deeply. No one says a word as Antonio grabs hold of my pants. My hips lift, and he quickly removes my pants and underwear, exposing me completely.
“Ask nicely.” Salvatore runs his tongue across his bottom lip, a ragged sound escaping his mouth.
“Please,” Antonio groans, placing both of his hands on my knees and pressing them outward.
This entire situation feels odd, thrilling, and forbidden. Everything I shouldn’t want for my first time with a man but am powerless to stop. These three men want something from me, and I’m all too willing to give it to them. Consequences be damned.
Salvatore nods his head slightly, his attention focused on Antonio’s face as he leans forward and licks me from back to front. When he reaches my clit, he sucks it into his mouth and nibbles on it lightly. Blinding hot pleasure pulsates through my entire body, my back arching off the table.